A few weeks ago I had these 2 weird dreams; one of a kid no more than 12 years old standing on a bridge looking over the edge - looking distant and really remote. I was a little weary cause had never had dreams about complete strangers before, and was also conscious that some individuals come to harm like in a spiritual attack.
So I looked at him, tried to get his attention but he wouldnt look me in the face so I thought - oh well, I'll leave you here then.Then, the scene changed and I was watching this Pākeha, blonde haired fulla sitting on the grass in a park looking equally distant and remote. I tried waving to him but he didnt seem to notice or acknowledge me, so I thought, 'Oh, well nmind yous then' hahaha.
I woke up and within a few seconds I had an instant recollection of the suicide string from a Facebook page so quickly willed myself to sleep and sure enough - woke up standing in front of the little boy again.
I walked straight up to him, picked him and gave him a hug. Then, with the little parenting skills that I have cause I have no kids - I took him to McDonalds where he was all chirpy and happy and chatty, and then finally as one last little gift - I envisaged him surrounded by heaps of kids his own age being Mr Popular and he was very, very happy.
That dream ended I thought I better concentrate on this Pākehā fulla.Sure enough, the scene changes and there's the guy sitting in the park again. I went up to him and started chatting, and dumb me - thought he was suicidal cause he wants to come out - in 'my' dreams!...
I imagined him in a pair of tight little speedos with sunscreen on his nose sitting next to a pool. But, he still wasnt happy?! So, I opened my peripheral vision just a bit more to see this woman and these 2 kids come into the dream and be with him by the pool - his family.
Several nights later I met a friend for drinks - she's a doctor in Maori health and specialises in suicide and she was telling me about some research she was doing so I thought Id mention my dream - cause she's also strong with her taha wairua too.
She told me that just before a person committs suicide their wairua travels over to the otherside more and more until they become comfortable there and are totally ready. She said at these times is when they really need company and to be given hope - hope to fit in or be popular, or hope to be reunited with family because of some mistake or circumstance.
Ka aroha aye! xx
So I looked at him, tried to get his attention but he wouldnt look me in the face so I thought - oh well, I'll leave you here then.Then, the scene changed and I was watching this Pākeha, blonde haired fulla sitting on the grass in a park looking equally distant and remote. I tried waving to him but he didnt seem to notice or acknowledge me, so I thought, 'Oh, well nmind yous then' hahaha.
I woke up and within a few seconds I had an instant recollection of the suicide string from a Facebook page so quickly willed myself to sleep and sure enough - woke up standing in front of the little boy again.
I walked straight up to him, picked him and gave him a hug. Then, with the little parenting skills that I have cause I have no kids - I took him to McDonalds where he was all chirpy and happy and chatty, and then finally as one last little gift - I envisaged him surrounded by heaps of kids his own age being Mr Popular and he was very, very happy.
That dream ended I thought I better concentrate on this Pākehā fulla.Sure enough, the scene changes and there's the guy sitting in the park again. I went up to him and started chatting, and dumb me - thought he was suicidal cause he wants to come out - in 'my' dreams!...
I imagined him in a pair of tight little speedos with sunscreen on his nose sitting next to a pool. But, he still wasnt happy?! So, I opened my peripheral vision just a bit more to see this woman and these 2 kids come into the dream and be with him by the pool - his family.
Several nights later I met a friend for drinks - she's a doctor in Maori health and specialises in suicide and she was telling me about some research she was doing so I thought Id mention my dream - cause she's also strong with her taha wairua too.
She told me that just before a person committs suicide their wairua travels over to the otherside more and more until they become comfortable there and are totally ready. She said at these times is when they really need company and to be given hope - hope to fit in or be popular, or hope to be reunited with family because of some mistake or circumstance.
Ka aroha aye! xx
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